Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

Wu Anjun stood in the barracks.

Originally, the Yu Kingdom was not very large, so it would not be very popular among the other kingdoms in the beginning. What's more terrible is that the imperial city is not far from the border gate. If the Hanmen Pass is lost today, I am afraid that in three days at most, the Dayuan Iron Cavalry will be able to break through the imperial city of the Yu Kingdom.

The envoy turned around in a hurry: "The oil and salt in the Great Yuan will not enter, and the third prince's attitude is so firm, what should we do!"

The result of the negotiation has been handed over to the capital, and there is still no news. I don't know that King Yu is reluctant to look up from the town of Wenrou.

Even the content of the negotiation, King Yu only reviewed it, and most of it was handed over to the close ministers. For him, as long as he can continue to enjoy himself, as long as the Yu Kingdom does not perish under his hands, as long as he is the king of the subjugated country, even if he is a vassal of Fan, it is no big deal.

King Yu is a bully and fear of hardship. When Wu Anjun was promoted in the early years, he also had a dream of conquering other countries. Now, seeing how fast the Dayuan Iron Cavalry is, it has leveled the four nations, and hurriedly knelt down.

"The king still doesn't know what's going on. If the errand is not done well this time, how can I go back and deal with it!"

With such generous conditions, King Yu never thought that Da Yuan would disagree.

If the envoy just went back to the imperial city like this, one errand would not be done well, and it would be a sure thing to lose his head.

Wu Anjun said solemnly: "If he wants to fight, he will fight!"

"Zhan? Your Excellency, what you said is light!"

The envoy said with a bitter face: "How about the strength of Da Yuan's army, and how about the strength of the Yu Kingdom? If we don't talk about head-to-head combat, it's just an offensive and defensive battle. I'm afraid we don't have the slightest chance of winning!"

This is an unspoken fact.

Not to mention Da Yuan's own division of tigers and wolves, but to say that it has strong military means, and after conquering other countries, it also incorporates the armies of other countries and constantly arming itself.

Even the state of Qi, which was more powerful than the state of Yu, was defeated by the iron cavalry, not to mention the state of Yu? In recent years, the army of the Yu Kingdom has rarely encountered wars, and the army's salaries have been smuggled by treacherous officials. Sometimes the brothers in the army can't even get enough to eat. When recruiting soldiers, they would rather leave their hometown than come.

Could it be that Wu Anjun still doesn't know?

This is a losing battle. At the moment of the battle, there is only one dead end.

"Before leaving the customs, the old man left a family of books. When he left the imperial city, he was already prepared to die, and he never took any luck."

The old general closed his eyes and said loudly: "It's not just the old man. My martial arts family is full of loyalty, even if I die, I can only die on the battlefield, and I'm not allowed to be a deserter and coward!"

The envoy of the Yu Kingdom was taken aback by him, snorted in his heart, and left in despair.

Before life and death are at stake, some people cherish their family and country, and some people just want to live.

After the envoy left, Wu Anjun called his lieutenant to celebrate his birthday: "Since you have decided to fight, then while you still have time, set up trenches and build watchtowers. If there are still people's caravans in the pass, you should evacuate as soon as possible. Stay idle."

Qingsheng whispered: "Yes!"

Retreat ten miles without fighting, this is the imperial decree of King Yu in order to show his sincerity in "friendship". No matter how aggrieved or unwilling to celebrate birthday, you can't openly resist the decree.

What's more... the adults received the favor of King Yu when they were young, and swore allegiance to the king. Even if he was a soldier all his life, he would only be loyal to King Yu, and he would never do anything about resisting the decree.

Only the same generals will know what kind of humiliation it is to retreat ten miles without fighting.

Even at such a time, Wu Anjun was reluctant to disobey the order and reset the level.

A few days later, early in the morning, just after breakfast was finished in the pass, the Yuguo guards on the watchtower hurriedly came to report: "General, the Great Yuan army is here!"

The weather in the snowfield today is very good.

Compared with the blizzards and snows of the previous two days, the strong winds swirled. Although the sky was still gloomy today, it was much better. If you look at the corner of the sky, you can even see a little approaching rays of light.

Since it is necessary to fight in such a harsh environment, unless one of the parties insists on a sneak attack, the default is to stay put and wait until the weather clears before continuing.

There is also a basic law of war in war. It is not unheard of in military history that a war was waged under extreme conditions, and as a result, both sides lost, and they went back to their respective families to work in vain.

Wu Anjun heard the words and immediately climbed the city wall.

In the distance, the army of Wu Ya Ya came over the border.

The black military flag stands in the center of the army, hunting and flying, and the complicated and mysterious Kui patterns above it are clearly visible, which is very oppressive.

The front is Xuanqi, the rear is the army.

When they reached a certain distance from Hanmen Pass, the army stopped.

Arranging troops before the battle can be regarded as the highest etiquette among generals.

Regardless of the difference in military strength between the two sides, this kind of respect that is neither arrogant nor impetuous, and treated as an equal, is really rare. Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times, the third prince of Dayuan is really a person like a bright moon and a breeze.

"Call the army and prepare to fight!"

The archers held the crossbow to defend the city and put it on the city wall. All the Yu soldiers took up their weapons and were ready to fight.

Assemble, deploy, deploy... everything is in order.

During this period, Da Yuan's army slowly advanced forward.

One of the two generals stood on the city wall, the other stood under the city wall, looking at each other from a distance.

War is imminent.

Just at this critical moment, suddenly another messenger came to report: "Report - imperial decree of the imperial city!"

Qingsheng couldn't help frowning.

They had been stationed at Hanmen Pass these days. Apart from sending messengers to make peace, the only verbal order from King Yu was to retreat ten miles.

It has been ten days since the messenger returned, and King Yu must have already received the news that Da Yuan was unwilling to withdraw his troops peacefully. It is reasonable to say that he has to give instructions for a new step these days, but there has been no news for so many days, so he was stuck in front of the battle. When facing the enemy, it is hard not to think too much.

Just as he was thinking about it, Jun Wu An turned around neatly, ready to accept the order.

Above the city wall, at the juncture of the confrontation between the two armies, the Lord will kneel to meet the decree, which is really absurd.

The eunuch Chuanzhi closed his eyes slightly, his face drooped down, and he deliberately used his internal strength to amplify his voice, so that the two armies who were facing each other up and down the gate could hear clearly.

"The imperial city urgently ordered, the king said, no more troops will be sent to support Hanmenguan in this battle, and the Yu Kingdom is willing to surrender."

As soon as these words came out, many soldiers were humiliated, but they were helpless.

Surrendering without a fight is the most unacceptable ending for the general.

Qingsheng's chest heaved: "Sir."

If there are still reinforcements, they can still fight even if they are stubbornly resisting. However, King Yu was unwilling to send troops to support Hanmenguan, which is equivalent to tens of thousands of troops dying here, and there is no hope at all.

Intellectually, surrender is desirable.

It is only a humiliation in the heart for the general, but the soldiers under him are real, old and young, and they should focus on the overall situation.

Wu Anjun was silent for a long time: "Bring the old man's armor and the Great Summer Dragon Sparrow Knife!"

Celebrating the birthday is a little more flustered: "Sir, no!"

As we all know, the Daxia Dragon Sparrow Sword is the saber of Emperor Wu'an, and it is also a symbol of his military career for many years. This famous sword and the name of Wu Anjun are firmly linked, regardless of each other.

Wu Anjun is very old, and even commanding the battle, he is at most in the rear, unable to do what he wants, let alone wearing armor and holding a long sword, and going into battle in person.

"What's wrong with that!"

At this moment of isolation and helplessness, Wu Anjun smiled instead: "The opponent respects the old man so much, the old man must show the corresponding sincerity!"

Even if the snow field under his feet will be his grave, just think of such an opponent who respects him and respects him. The opponent has such a powerful army that ranks first in the world, and there is a dignified confrontation, and the heart of Wu Anjun is excited.

"The generals should die on the battlefield, for the country, for the family, and shed the last drop of blood!"

He straightened his back, put on his armor, and he held the handle of the sword with his old, twisted hands like an old tree.

At that moment, he didn't look like an old man over the age of 10. In a trance, Qingsheng seemed to see the shadow of the adults who were running across the country when they were young, fighting in the South and the North.

The old voice resounded through the city gate: "Those who are willing to fight the old man to the death, go out!"

The soldiers who had followed the veteran's men were all red-eyed.

Some silently took up arms and followed behind the squat and stalwart back. Others retreated bravely, as if they were rooted and stood in place, just watching.

During the whole process, the Dayuan army under the city wall paid the most silent attention.

Even if the gate was wide open, it was clearly a good time for a sneak attack, and none of the forwards acted rashly at this time.

They watched Wu Anjun stand in front of the gate in silence, followed by a few people.

The eunuch who passed the decree blushed anxiously: "Mr. Wu'an! The king has said surrender, are you trying to resist the decree?!"

No one paid him any attention.

Seeing this, the eunuch was furious.

If it falls, at least one life can be saved. If Da Yuan is angered by this, with Da Yuan's usual style, I am afraid that it will be cutting grass and rooting.

Fortunately, the close ministers were very predictable, and had long guessed that Lord Wu'an would not surrender so easily, so the king also issued another imperial edict.

"Please don't be impatient, the decree is not over yet!"

The eunuch hurriedly raised his voice: "Our country of Yu intends to be a good friend of Dayuan's eternal cultivation, and to donate the golden cloth of the fertile fields and cities, to serve Dayuan as the master, to be neighbors from generation to generation, and to pay tribute from generation to generation."

"In order to show sincerity, to appease the anger of the friendly nations, I will give you a glass of poisonous wine, the minister of rebellion and rebellion.

When this statement came out, the whole audience was shocked.

The previous surrender can be said to be the overall situation, and there is nothing to do.

But before the war, it was absurd to give death to a loyal and loyal veteran who was wrapped in horse leather. Even Lord Wu An couldn't help but stiffen his back, thinking that this is the royal court of the country he has been loyal to for most of his life, and tears are flowing.

What no one expected was that just when the eunuch ordered his servants to bring the poisonous wine, a feathered arrow that flew like a thunderbolt shot from outside the city, nailed it into the servant's hand bone like a god, and knocked it over. That glass of wine.

"The first arrow, killing Zhongliang."

Outside the checkpoint, the all-white prince pulled his bow and arrow, raised his voice, and said indifferently: "If King Yu wants to surrender, he should also come up with an edict of life and death. Courage to come. Only bestow your loyal servants to death, so that you can sit back and enjoy the glory and wealth, how can there be such a good thing in the world?"

Immediately afterwards, the heavy bow/crossbow was pulled away effortlessly, as if the distance that crossed the trench wall of the level was just in front of you, and it was easy to search for the enemy's life from thousands of miles away.

Before everyone could react, the second arrow that flew fast passed through the shoulder of the waiter.

The eunuch screamed in fright and passed out.

"Second arrow, help Zhou to abuse."

As we all know, when the envoy is injured, it is a symbol of breaking the agreement. What's more, Da Yuan has never reached any consensus with Yu Kingdom.

war!

Da Yuan's attitude is clearly on the bright side.

Wu Anjun looked up to the sky and smiled.

The more he looked at the third prince of Dayuan, the more regretful he felt.

If he had been born decades earlier and met on the battlefield, even if he had a different stance, he would definitely be an opponent to his taste.

Upright and upright. This love, he suffered.

The respect that military generals can give back is to fight head-on with the best attitude.

When the horses hoofs fluttered in the snow, the white prince's eyelashes trembled slightly, his knuckles with sharp knuckles held three feather arrows, and at the same time, he drew the bow and drew the full moon-like arc, and his white hair was hunting and raised behind his ears. Stabbed towards the sky as if looking.

Three arrows in a row blocked all escape routes in the air.

The pure black goshawk was shot off several tail feathers, with blood splattered on its body, carrying half a feathered arrow, whining and flapping its injured wings, and flew towards not far away.

After firing the three arrows, Zong Luo didn't even raise his eyes to even take one more look, his face was so cold that it fell into the snow.

He grasped Zhan Lu, urged Zhao Yebai to step forward, and rushed into the thousands of troops.

Nosy, third arrow.

In the twilight and snow of Cangshan Mountain, the corners of the red clothes on the cliff are looming.